She whimpered, and my dick twitched then grew hard as she spread her legs on the bed, inviting me to taste her. I pressed my mouth against the dark-pink flesh, lapping at it lightly.
Grace shot straight up.
“Crap! I’m late for—” She screamed.
I looked up at her. “Good morning.”
“It was real?” she shrieked, looking around wildly.
“So you don’t like being woken up with oral. Duly noted.”
“We can’t have sex,” she insisted, pushing my head away.
“That ship has sailed, my friend with benefits.”
“We are not friends.”
“Fuck buddies.”
“I’m not your buddy.” She crossed her arms. The motion hid her nipples but did push her tits up. Damn, they were really nice tits.
“Fuck partners. The important part is that we did it,” I said.And I want to do it again.
“The important part is we screwed any chance of getting an annulment.”
She waved her arms around, giving me a better view of the perky nipples on the heavy round tits that fit perfectly in my hands and that I definitely needed to have more of.
“Are you listening?” she demanded, incredulous. “This is serious! This means we have to divorce! Oh my God, I’m going to be a divorcée.”
“Hey, Meghan Markle was a divorcée,” I reminded her. “Then she met a prince and had a royal wedding.”
“I don’t look anything like Meghan Markle!” Grace wailed.
“You’re a perfect ten out of ten, would fuck again for me,” I said with a shrug.
“What the—how are you not upset by this?” she sputtered.
I grabbed her hands, rubbing my thumb slowly over her knuckles. “You already gave me your word that you wouldn’t screw me over in a potential divorce situation.”
“Of course not,” she said.
“So, we’ll get a divorce. In the meantime…” I ran my hand in a curve to her tits then down to her pussy, hot and wet. “Might as well enjoy married life.”
“We’re not gonna…” She moaned. “That feelsreallygood.”
“That’s kind of the point,” I said with a little smirk.
She glared at me, or tried to. It came out as a cute little pout.
“You might try to act tough, but I can feel how hot and wet you are for me.”
“Why don’t you...” Her next words were cut off with a gasp as I rubbed teasingly around her clit. After a low groan, she tried again. “Why don’t you put your mouth where your... um, words are.”
“Nice try.” Honestly, licking her to completion was not a bad idea, but my own dick was rock-hard. A man had his needs, and I was going to make sure she enjoyed herself. “But I have a better idea.”
With that, I grabbed her thigh and hiked it up, spreading her wide for me. She got the idea quickly, winding her leg around my waist.
I rolled on a condom then eased my hard cock into her. Damn, she was just as tight as she had been yesterday despite all we’d done.
